Manipulated

I know, I know... I'm totally one-track-minded and stuck-recordlike right now, but I am just SO in love with my little sugar booger! and today was the first day that Jesse-Lee smiled AT me. Really smiled! At ME! She was lying on her back in the window seat and I said "Hello my schnooki pooki wooki looki sugar booger schnookums!" and she looked at me and her whole face crinkled up into an enormous grin! Talk about heart-stopping! I was planning on blogging about much more relevant, important or frivolous things, but that all had to take a backseat when Jesse-Lee smiled at me!

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I tell you what, it's just as well she's bloody beautiful and I love her more than life itself and she makes my heart melt and I would saw off my arm to protect her, because I've started noticing a particularly naughty streak in her. The scanniving little bugger. (And I mean that in the nicest possible way!) You see, the sneaky little sugar booger waits until you've cleaned her whole bum (and sometimes her legs, back and heels too... ahem, ahem) and put a new, clean nappy under her butt before she decides to piddle all over the NEW nappy. And her vest. And her changing table cover.

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And my shoes.

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Yes, she's talented, my gal is. And frikken naughty. Because immediately after she's wet the NEW, CLEAN nappy, she smiles. And then I can't even be cross with her anymore.

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Yeah. I guess it's safe to say that she has me and my piddled wet shoes wrapped around her little finger. And I wouldn't have it any other way.